I lie to myself all the time. But I never believe me.
I guess I just couldn't see standing there -- alive, talking, thinking, breathing, being -- one second, and dead the next. It really bothered me. Death by violence isn't the same as dying any other way, accident or disease or old age. It just ain't the same.
If you have two friends in your lifetime, you're lucky. If you have one friend, you're more than lucky.
It's okay. We aren't in the same class. Just don't forget that some of us watch the sunset too.
It was cliche, he knew, but he meant it classic.
I have no idea why I write. The old standards are: I like to express my feelings, stretch my imagination, earn money.
Nothing sparkly can stay.
He sure put things into words good.
He'll have to do without me, Jamie thought, not looking back. And then clearly, as if he'd been told, he knew Grenville /could/ do without him. There was somewhere else he had to go now, somewhere else he had to be.
Asleep, he looked a lot younger than going-on-seventeen, but I had noticed that Johnny looked younger when he was asleep too, so I figured everyone did. Maybe people are younger when they are asleep.
It goes so fast, he thought, they don't tell you that, how fast it goes...
Can you see the sunset real good on the West side? You can see it on the East side too.
Things are rough all over.
Stay gold Ponyboy,